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My window business has become unusually quiet, with sales plummeting.
Faced with overwhelming negative comments and criticism, the manager ultimately had to transfer me from my original position and assign me to wash those greasy and filthy dishes.
He lightly patted my shoulder and said in a heavy tone, " Xiao Qiao, your skills are actually quite excellent. It's just that you need to work on your sense of proportion, and that's all. It's okay, washing dishes will make you more calm and focused on details."
Peaceful my foot! Where is the grand vision? Manager, can you be more shameless?
After washing dishes for two days in a row, my hands are so exhausted that I can barely even hold a pen. Just at this moment, a quiz came, and I almost wanted to cry when I finished the paper.
These crooked and twisted characters are just like the traces left by a frog, how could the teacher possibly understand them?
After much thought, all of this can be attributed to that guy Mu Jue.
I just gave him two less pieces of meat, I didn't expect him to be so narrow-minded and retaliate in this way.
How can I swallow this resentment?
After some inquiries, I found out that Mu Jue is one year ahead of me and is a popular figure in the Chinese department.
On weekdays, he doesn't have any special hobbies, but the only thing that leaves a deep impression is his passion for food. It can be said that he is a genuine "serious Foodie".
Not only that, he also actively applied to the school to establish a cooking club, and successfully obtained approval.
Recently, the club has been widely recruiting members.
After hearing this news, I didn't hesitate to pay the 20 yuan membership fee and adopted the alias Xiao Fang, successfully becoming a member of the Stir-Fry Club.
However, due to certain reasons, I was late for the first club activity.
When I hurried into the classroom, I saw Mu Jue standing on the platform, surrounded by many female classmates. The girls were chattering and asking him questions, while Mu Jue smiled patiently, demonstrating and explaining to them.
The lively and harmonious scene before my eyes gives me a feeling of being in a different world, as if I have instantly traveled to the world depicted by Mr. Jin Yong in "The Deer and the Cauldron."
Hey, young ladies of H University, please open your eyes wide! You should know that polygamy is illegal!
At that moment, Mu Jue suddenly waved at me and said, "Hey, you're late. Come over here, I'll teach you how to make sushi."
Goodness! Chinese cuisine has a long and profound history. Even if one were to spend a lifetime studying, it would be difficult to master. Yet he actually admires foreign things and went to learn how to make sushi?
With a heart full of resentment, I strode over to him. Mu Jue gestured for me to stand beside him and said, "Look, the rice needs to be spread evenly, don't put too much filling, and when rolling it up, it should be like this..."
I saw him slowly lift the bamboo curtain, pressing the edges first before rolling it up slowly.
I noticed that his hands were fair and slender, like the salted bamboo shoots I had seen in the supermarket.
Oh no, in an instant, I felt my stomach starting to growl...
It seems like I'm hungry...
"Here, give it a try," Mu Jue reached out and handed the rice ball to me, smiling as he spoke.
Seeing his smile, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but still reached out and picked up the rice ball, then carefully brought it to my mouth and took a bite.
However, just as I was about to take a bite, everyone around me suddenly gasped in unison.
Mu Jue immediately exclaimed in anger, "I asked you to try making sushi rolls, not to eat them directly!"
Upon hearing his words, I was still chewing my food and mumbled unclearly, "Stir-Fry Club is just about making food for people to eat, right? I can just make another one for you later and give it to you."
At this point, a female classmate next to me couldn't hold back anymore. She frowned and scolded me, "Excuse me, have you not carefully read the club activity rules? These ingredients are all prepared by the seniors for their dinner. If you want to eat, you have to buy the corresponding materials and tools yourself."
I turned to look at Mu Jue and saw him looking at me with a furious expression, as if saying, "How dare you eat my dinner, spit it out now!" With countless hostile glares around me, I suddenly felt guilty and reluctantly said in a low voice, "Alright, I'll go buy some food, okay?"
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